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Loreto Castle. The island of Loreto is located in the middle of Lake Iseo and it is privately owned. The nuns of Santa Chiara di Brescia purchased the island at the end of the XV century, and had a convent built there: the structure, however, was abandoned in 1580.
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“You’re the kind of person who invades a medieval castle in the winter.”
-My brother
Chateau de La Ferte Saint-Aubin Part Five
The Guardroom or Games Room The panelling dates back to the 17th century. You can play any games or the piano. The Lowendral Bedroom This is a magnificent 18th century ceremonial room. The chimney goes back to Louis XV, as well as the inlaid writing desk on its left and there is an early 18th century portrait of Princess Palatine above. In the centre of the room stands an exceptional gaming table surrounded by four armchairs, facing the bed, all of them from the times of Louis XVI.
Chateau de La Ferte Saint-Aubin. Part 2.
The Sitting Room. The paneling, floor and chimney date back to Louis XVI (late 18th century). The room includes an 18th century Persian carpet, a pair of gilded wooden consoles and furniture covered in Aubusson tapestries dating back to Louis XVI. The large mirror on the left has a medallion portrait of Marshal de la Ferte Senectere painted in 1670, with a portrait of Duchess de la Ferte Senectere, his second wife, painted by Mignard in the 17th century, facing it on the mirror above the chimney.The Billiard Room. This room was entirely redecorated by the O'Gormans around 1911. It had originally been a bedroom with 18th century paneling. The room has a beautiful set of neo-gothic furniture brought back from Britain by the O'Gormans, each piece featuring their arms and motto. The billiard table comes from the Chevillottess in Orleans.
(I will never forget this—)
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They brought siege engines to your town,
Armies to the valleys of your body and the plains of your skin.
They brought mercenaries to carve the sword off your arm.
The fires are lit; the people
.
are afright. They run akimbo, packing what little they have to hide in
the citadel,
Protected by cranial bones and a mouth barred shut like a gate.
We are hidden, but we are not.
Your eyes are windows
.
To your castle—see the servants rushing to prepare, prepare
For siege, prepare
For battle, prepare
For death.
We bear scars from the last skirmish,
Blast marks from the last catapults to try and bring down these walls.
.
Yes. That is where these bruises are from. That is where these fears
are from.
.
They light their catapults.
.
(—I will never forgive this)
.
—knight in broken armour (y.c.)
I feel like everyone on tumblr is just the same person in slightly different fonts. Like we all love books, simp over fictional characters, want to live in a cottage in the woods, want to learn old forgotten languages, love kitties, know specific details about random stuff, like pretty rocks, want to run in an empty castle wearing a gown, love taylor swift and lorde and hozier, are anxious and mildy sad, love iced coffee or tea, and are sick of waiting for our teenage dream.
Ps ~this isn't me trying to generalize, it's just an observation lmao.